Let me take you through the most difficult time in my life—the one I’m living through right now. I’m sitting here with disappointments and failures piled up in my hands, and it’s already the year 2022. It feels like failure has become a daily ritual, one that refuses to end. They don’t just happen once; they keep repeating, as if on an endless loop.
Right now, I hate my life. I don’t even know if sharing this makes sense because it feels like I’m just spilling out raw, messy thoughts. But maybe that’s what this phase of life is—unfiltered, raw, and painfully real.
Let’s face it: life is nothing like the perfect stories we see in TV shows or movies. Ever watched Emily in Paris? She lives this dream-like, glamorous life, full of opportunities and excitement. But in reality, life doesn’t come wrapped in glitter. Real success demands hard work. It’s exhausting, and the setbacks can shatter your heart.
And then there are the people—the ones who change when life gets tough. They pull away or act differently, leaving you to figure it all out alone. But you know what? I never expected anything from them. “They” aren’t just one person—they’re a collective of people, faces that blur together.
So here I am, trying to stand up on my own. “Get up, girl,” I tell myself. “Wipe those tears and remind yourself who you are.” It’s not some grand, motivational moment, but it’s all I have right now.
And yet, deep down, I know my time will come. Not today, maybe not tomorrow, but someday. I trust that, and I hold on to that belief.
One day, I’ll look back on this chapter and feel proud of myself—proud that I survived, that I didn’t give up. That’s why I keep going. All I need to do is stay true to my dreams, no matter how impossible they feel right now. And so I will.
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